Money-Om

Money - Om [Lil Wayne] I got some money on me I'm 'bout to kill these hoes I don't be politicking, I'm not political F-ck you talkin' bout, b**ch I'm Kenneth Cole My goons masked up, Ray Mysterio B**ch, eat something, I don't like skinny hoes I hit her from the back, she on her tippy toes I smoke that Green Day, I'm on my Billie Joe I'm a dog b**ch, BINGO I'm a rich a** ni**a, you b**ch a** ni**a I'm from the school of hard knocks You skip class ni**a Tell her buss that p**sy open Bend it over bring it back Get some brain out that hoe and call that hoe a brainiac I got some money on me I'm 'bout to kill these hoes I got some money on me I'm 'bout to kill these hoes F-ck you talkin' 'bout, b**ch I'm Kenny Cole I'm a dog b**ch, BINGO Every bad b**ch love me I'm young money, tell em pop that p-sssy for me Pop that p-ssy for me And my niggas got the guns, they aiming for ya skully Tell 'em pop that p-ssy for me Pop that p-ssy for me [Birdman] Uptown gangsta life, made man, 5 star ni**a Ya understand me, give a hundred and hundreds 1 hundred [Lil Wayne] If you a bad b**ch, say f-ck them other hoes I'm in my lane b**ch, you a gutter bowl Boogers in the watch, it got a runny nose I like a pink p-ssy, just like a bunny nose And we are Young Money, the untouchables I hit her from the back, I make her touch her toes I'm on that drink baby, I think I'm comotosed I'm feeling real good, Stevie Wonder-ful And everybody with me strapped, tell them hoes adapt Shoot 'em in his head, he dead before he collapse Young Money we the crap, no salary cap Money talks b**ch and mines yap, yap, yap I got some money on me I'm 'bout to kill these hoes I got some money on me I'm 'bout to kill these hoes If you a bad b**ch, say f-ck them other hoes I'm feeling real good, Stevie Wonder-ful And we don't talk about it, we do it, do it, ni**a Sh*t can get ugly, Patrick Ewing, ni**a Them niggas can't see me, but I see through them niggas And f-ck the police, on or off duty ni**a I'm on ome other sht, I'm stunting on them hoes B**ch I'm smoking pot, like I'm on the stove I'm in this b**ch, b**ch, I'm so Holly Grove Them hoes treasure me, like a pot of Gold Boy, you thin crust, f-cking Dominoes I'm laughing to the bank, this sh*t is comical We do it real big, astronomical I make her fall for me, b**ch, Jeronimo Now get it poppin for a ni**a Show me what you're working with I'm fly as a muthaf-cka b**ch, no turbulence Please know my niggas got them pistols for emergencies I'm looking for a head doctor for some brain surgery Some money on me, I'm bout to kill these hoes I got some money on me, I'm bout to kill these hoes I'm laughing to the bank, this sh*t is comical I make her fall for me, b**ch geronimo 50 shots in a chopper, break 'em off proper You niggas can't see me, f-ck yo binoculars I'ma coconut Ciroc'er, a beast like Chewbacca I'm running this sh*t, I don't even need blockers [Birdman] Priceless, fresh off an island, hundred mill B**ch we the bidness, 5 star gangsta, mula, crazy